Lycan King's Nemesis

GWEN??

Tyler and I were thrown into the same room. It was a dark and cold room. There was no window, and the only source of light was a yellow flickering bulb with fading light that at the moment was coming and going off.

I think there is an oncoming storm as a powerful lightening shook the walls, the angry howl of the trees outside, very audible in here.

"Are you okay, you are shivering," Tyler asked, dragging back my attention to him. I looked at him, his Obsidian now very sharp in the dim light. I knew he was mad at being caged. Comes with his nature as a Lycan. They hate confined spaces. Yet, he cared about me.

I glanced down at my feet. "I am not, Ty. I brought this upon you."

"You didn't." He took a step forward and faltered as if thinking his action through. "I failed to protect you. Do you know how that makes me feel?"

"Don't say that." I glared at him. "On this trip, it's a peaceful one. No violence and as far as I am concerned, each of our protection lies on us.." My voice dipped. "I feel so bad these people are not being reasonable. I need to speak to their chief."

He exhaled loudly, twisting around to touch the wall behind him. "I don't think they will allow that. It's up to us to try to escape from here, however we can."

"Can we? How, when there is no window or anything to indicate where we are?"

He moved past me, skimming the walls on both sides of the room with rapt concentration. What is he doing? I opened my mouth to ask him when I heard loud footfalls coming down the hall. He stopped and in a flash, he was by the door. Damn Lycans!

"Stay behind me," he ordered. "As the chief guardian, it is my duty to protect you. Do as I say."

"No violence, Tyler," I warned. "Under no circumstances are we to attack them. Please." I added the last part, obeying him to stand behind me as the keys to our cage rattled and soon, the loud iron doors pulled open to reveal a brief man with a red long moustache. He was muscled, I must say, but that was the only significant thing about him.

Thin lips, fading sunset-receding hair, puny brown eyes and short fingers.

I nearly laughed. The humans are so humorous. So, they think if we want to subdue this man we can't? I sized him up. Just a tweak of my finger and the man will die. Like a rat.

But no, I am here for something important. I have to try and remain calm.

"The chief is back and has ordered for two of you to be brought before him for questioning." And yeah, he had the weirdest voice ever. Squeaky.

"Good." I stepped to the side of Tyler, crossing my hands over my chest. "Because I would like to speak to him too."

He stepped to the side, gesturing to us to move out. Tyler led the way.

We walked through several complicated halls full of sickening graffiti works and garbage black bags packed by the corners before we emerged in a hall that swayed with human noises. And at this point as a werewolf, I can't help but feel choked by their diverse aura.

It is a werewolf thing to feel suffocated in the midst of other creatures, especially humans. I am slightly not feeling overwhelmed by it-as many werewolves would do-because I haven't shifted yet.

As for Tyler, I can't really say. If he was uncomfortable by these fellas, he didn't exhibit any form of expression to relay that.

We passed a lot of bitchy gawking people and then a squeaky-man stopped in front of a brown oak door and rapped once. The door was thrown open, a woman-a grown-ass woman with her boobs looking like they were about to escape from their binds-hissed and walked out.

Is this place a brothel or what?

We went in where a middle-aged man also looking somehow funny sat at the back of his desk, sipping a glass of a dark brown substance. I looked at Tyler and back at him. Why is his hair spiking at the ends like he was a descendant of Naruto Shippuden?

"My mates told me we have the most special visitors from the land of the animals." He stood and came to stand in front of the desk, crossing his big arms in front of him, with his legs. "What a pleasant surprise I must say."

I stepped forward and when Tyler tried to stop me, I smiled at him to be calm. "Hello, Sir, I am Gwendolyn Mcgregor and I am the wife of King Ashton which makes me the Queen of the Lycans. My partner and I have come to speak to you about the recent kidnap of one of us. We don't want troubles ju_"

He busted out laughing loudly, cutting me off in a rude manner. "You," he pointed at me, "are the Queen of the Lycans? The wife of the very man we seek?"

"I came on behalf of my husband, the King, to negotiate for the release of your captive."

He sat up and spat on the floor in disgust. "You must be very stupid if you think we will listen to animals like you. What do you think we need him for?" He splayed his hands dramatically. "We need him for special experiments and now you have brought yourself as a sacrifice to us we are going to use you to lure that bastard in. Tiga!"

I looked back as the door opened and the short man returned, bowing his head.

"Take them back to the cage and lock them up. I think they are exactly what we need." He started striding towards me and I consciously stepped back, bumping into Tyler who steadied me, came forward and blocked me from him, letting out an angry growl.

I touched his left flank.

The man continued laughing. "You-you can't even hide your true nature for once, yeah! Take them away from here until our target comes for his mate. He surely will."

I panicked. "Please, we can sort this out the better way. The Lycans don't war with you. You can't survive it."

"Take them out of my presence!" He waved us out, going back to his seat.

When we arrived back at the room, I began pacing back and forth in annoyance. This isn't working as I planned and by now I am certain Ashton already knew I was away from the palace. He is surely going to let hell loose particularly when he finds out Tyler is missing too.

What will he think? That I escaped with Tyler? He already suspects something foul about us, now is the perfect time to solidify his claims. Not to mention we have to leave here soon so I can warn him about the human's vile plans towards him. I can't let anything bad happen to him.

"You have to calm down..."

"They want my mate," I hissed, wagging my fingers. "Besides that, Ashton will kill us when he discovers we are both missing from the pack."

Lost in the world of this story? Make sure you're on Ñe5s.org to catch every twist and turn. The next chapter awaits, exclusively on our site. Dive in now!

"He won't," He said casually. "Just calm down."

I was getting more irritated. I don't want to be told to calm down. "Stop acting so unperturbed, Ty. Ashton already suspects us. He-he thinks we are seeing each other in secret." I searched for the right words to use to portray what I meant. "Like, like, we are... intimate."

He didn't make a sound. I bit into my nail until it irked before I lowered it. "I don't want to put you in more trouble, Ty. I can bear him hurting me but I don't want him to hurt you."

He reached my side in seconds and took my two hands in his. I rolled my eyes. I will have to tell him to control his abilities when with me. He nearly gave me a heart attack. "Thank you for your concern, your highness, but, don't worry, I will be okay."

I sighed, wanting nothing but to believe him. Before I knew it, his hands came behind me and pulled me in for a hug. At first, I went stone stiff but then slowly, I relaxed into him, needing this now more than ever. "Thank you so much, Ty."

"No worries, I am happy I'm doing this with you." He mumbled and pulled me away by the shoulders. "And next time, let me handle these people, okay?"

I nodded.

He pulled away and went straight to the wall opposite us and touched it, as he was doing before.

"What is that?"

"I feel a vibration and my ears have been picking up sounds. Kind of a woman sobbing." He placed his right ear on the wall. "Close your eyes if you don't want to see this." He said as his hands began to shift to his Lycae, his huge long claws pushing out. I watched it all. He scraped at the wall until it revealed a light. He turned to look at me. "I think there is a passage here."

I reached him on time, eagerly. "What!"

He was scratching fast now. "We have to get out of here and find her. That is if she is alive. Then three of us will leave here as soon as possible."

When he created a big hole wide enough to contain us, I passed first and he came after me. We bust out in a new location, a hall. We looked left to right, and when we saw no one, Tyler took my hand and we ran in the left direction. "Follow me, the voice is coming from this way."

...